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Zhang Yueran, born on November 7, 1982 in Jinan, Shandong Province, is a contemporary Chinese female writer. Member of the Ninth National Committee of the Chinese Writers Association. At the age of 14, he began to publish his works, and his works such as "Tao Zhi meteorite" and "Black Cat Does Not Sleep" were published in "Sprout" magazine, which caused great repercussions in the youth literary circle and were reprinted by many newspapers and periodicals such as "Xinhua Digest". His writing style is endowed with thinking and talent. So far, he has published novel works such as: "Sunflower Lost in 1890", "Zhang Yueran Ten Loves", "Cherry Far Away", "Narcissus Has Gone by Carp", "Oath Bird", "Red Shoes", "Are You Coming to Review My Sorrows", "Day and Night Room", "Full Moon Night and Others", and the editor-in-chief of the theme book "Carp" series.

1, this is a fierce love, moving so strongly, like a pulse that you can't hold at all, don't know how to comfort, how to calm.

2, happiness is endless, but difficult to reach far.

3, time and hugs, who can afford it. Always give, never give up. A cigarette, a dream of getting on and off the elevator, a pillow of yellow sorghum.

4, dreams are worth every child's moments of sad thoughts.

5, the humidity of love evaporates in the sunny day after love, and there is no pain mark.

6) I feel like my youth jumped and disappeared into a valley without fame and echo.

7 He straddled her feet, like a faint, subtle stream. She crossed, left, and then drifted away.

8, I smiled, indifferently looking at everyone around me, it was a hysterical smile, two extreme intersections. I have forgotten how to cry.

9 Sitting alone in the corner, I leaned against the cold wall expressionlessly, drawing the only bit of heat from the hot tea in my hand.

10, the island is actually a scar of the ocean, the ocean overflows, just want to cover it, so that it is flat and smooth again. So, please don't be afraid.

11 She's on my left, on my right, everywhere in me.

12 The relationship between love and man may be like a whip and a spinning top that has been pulled up, it makes it move, it hurts.

13 Don't look where he is, we have to close our eyes and listen only to the sound of the wind, which is the whip and the gyroscope singing together.

14, she is beautiful and prosperous, she is his,

15, destruction is a wound of mine, he can't see people or he can see people, but I can't see people with such a wound

16, how much I love you. But this love is a rope floating in mid-air, a half-cut ladder. No matter how hard I look up, I can't touch the real you, so I can only choose to give up and forgive my cowardice...

17, time can not be returned, and these things that have been done, like a stump that has been deeply beaten, how can they turn a blind eye.

18, those loves were hidden and hidden by me like old money, until finally I could no longer remember where to put them.

19 I have exhausted all my strength just to live with you.

20. Will the time and platform remember? We used to be lovers, and we are separated here.

21, no one has time to see who grows, no one can really accompany anyone to cross the mountains and reach the bliss of life. They are just short passages of my growth, and one day, I will become your depravity, my child.

22 Two staggered people, no tearing, no hugs, wearing comfortable shoes, walking lightly through each other.

23 Let us love each other, or die.

24, I smiled, my smile fell out, there is no place to bloom.

25, I have exhausted all my strength, I just want to learn how to live with you.

26 A group of angels passed by me. Stomp on the past at a high speed. They wanted me to say thank you in pain.

27, that boy I love to embed him in the bone and even be proud of every painful crack.

28 In fact, the reef has the softest embrace, none of you know.

29 The angel was a mournful spectator who shed blood in every twilight.

30 She said, O child, you are finally home.

31 He was stabbed to death, deceived to death, and fell into the eyes of his lover, a pool of blood as warm as last night's hug.

32, the memory is so beautiful, it is worth the soul to crush the bones.

33 True love is that whether this person hurts you or hurts you, you still love.

34, everything we have is given by you.